The Archers Mark (on hold)

Never Open Your Eyes.

~*I normally don't put warnings for language but Comet says a word that i dislike however it fits. If you get offended. Then whelp it says Mature for a reason~ 

Marcos pov.

I walked out of the bar confused as to this Islands history. Its workings and the ever so burning question, Is it worth not just leveling this place now? 

Is she worth it? 

 As soon as I got a distance away from the Tavern, I started to look back at the quite town. The Castles outline in the dark night only added on to the dark feeling I got from this island. It was mesmerizing yet foreboding and there was this nagging feeling in my head that this isn't a place that should be understood. Yet I wanted to. 

I sighed and kept walking, following the cobblestone path down the hill lost in my thoughts. The only noise out here was the rustling of trees in the wind. I stopped. There was no wind right now. I turned sharply staring at the tree line that was a mere feet from the path. The trees began to bend and creak as I saw a pair of vicious red eyes. They locked on me and for a second I assumed them to be that Orange War beast that Star had addressed as General spears, and tensed up ready for a fight. However as I saw the outline of a woman I relaxed a bit.

"Who's there-yoi?" I called out. Sending a tone that came across as aggressive however the eyes moved as if the person they belonged to was laughing.

"Friend or Foe?" the eyes deep low voice asked. The voice was grumbled and sounded as if it was unhuman. Or at least unfeminine. I let my shoulders and body glow with my new found blue flames. I let the warmth dance through my body as I saw the eyes once again move as if laughing.

"That's the question-yoi." I stated. The eyes rolled and a sigh that sounded feminine broke my concentration.

"Pirates, young warriors of the sea. We're all the same. All are ruthless, All are quick to Kill first ask later, All are enemies and All die." The voice stated. I grew my flames and finally launched myself at the eyes. However even my speed brought me to an empty spot to where they just stood. I groaned my annoyance as I looked around quickly not letting my flames die down.

"Marco?"

"Ahhh!" I jumped up my wings quickly giving me the power of flight. I felt my heart beat out of my chest as Thatch's roaring laughter filled my ears. I let out a deep sigh and placed my legs gingerly on the ground. Thatch's face went from laughter to fear to concern. "Oi Marco you ok?" He asked looking behind me.

I turned around and saw nothing, then back to Thatch walking next to him and pushed him slightly my face growing its normal relaxed state. "Fine-yoi." I stated. Thatch looked at me and motioned for us to walk a smile growing on his face as he started to laugh. "I scared you!" He cheered. I sent him a glare "I don't get scared-yoi." I stated proudly. He rolled his eyes. "Bullshit! Just wait till I tell everyone how I scared you!" He called. He sensed my glare, and dashed off. I quickly followed suit.

"Like hell you will-yoi" I will eternally enjoyed how he was able to turn a tense situation to a light one.

One of the many things ill miss.

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Comet (3rd pov). After Marco and Thatch.

She sat her back against the black charred castle walls. Her black armor blending in with the walls completely. She sighed and stared up at the sky, the thousands of stars sparkling in the night sky. It was sights like these that she missed when she was in the castle. It was the wind blowing through her hair, the smell of the trees, and the singing of the village people in the other villages around the castle that carried in the same wind that she loved. She never got a chance to just sit back and relax when she was the Mistress. She never got a chance to go out and dance with those villagers, when she was ruler. Even now as she heard their singing voices being drowned out by the sounds of animals she couldn't go and dance, she couldn't sing, she couldn't leave. She hoped her sister knew this.